Super Almighty System

Jiang Yuan saw an old man and a child coming to the door, secretly thought, finally came.

Jiang Yuan smiled wryly, he didn't wait in vain, he has been busy for almost half a month.

Although he got a lot of benefits and even activated a subsystem, these things have nothing to do with the tasks assigned by the system.

Jiang Yuan smiled, he was finally getting close, as long as he could have an excuse to stay on Wudang Mountain, then the rest would be easy.

Jiang Yuan smiled and sat on his seat, watching Zhang Sanfeng walking slowly.

Not long after, two figures, one big and one small, walked up to Jiang Yuan.

"You are Jiang Yuan, the young genius doctor who is widely rumored in the world." Zhang Sanfeng looked up at Jiang Yuan who was smiling at him, and said with a smile.

"Well, if there are no accidents, I am the young genius doctor they said. Excuse me, is this the kid?" Jiang Yuan said, although he knew the plot long ago. Although it is very good to see, hear and ask, but it is still impossible to know what kind of disease Zhang Wuji has right from the moment he comes up.

But the disease can be seen. For example, the lips are pale, the limbs look stiff, and the eyes are stiff. These are the characteristics of cold syndrome.

Zhang Wuji said: "The original way is Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain. My disciple and grandson fell into the now lost God's Palm of the Netherworld. I heard that the God Doctor is here, so I came to pay my respects."

"The Nether God's Palm?" Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up, and then he raised Zhang Wuji's hand, stroking the pulse of Zhang Wuji's left hand with his right hand, and then kept patting the table with his left hand. Eyes narrowed, head nodding rhythmically.

For a while, the room where Jiang Yuan was located was quiet.

Two minutes later, Jiang Yuan put Zhang Wuji's hand down, and the peace of the room was broken by Jiang Yuan's heavy sigh.

"Can't the genius doctor do anything?" Looking at Jiang Yuan's sigh, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly.

"Yes, and no, it's just that this matter is a bit tricky." Jiang Yuan said.

"What kind of tricky method?" Zhang Sanfeng said.

"I can cure this disease, and I can still cure it. But without the family-inspired Tai Chi skills, it's difficult..." Jiang Yuan said with a heavy sigh.

"Tai Chi Divine Art?" Zhang Sanfeng became surprised. This is not the name of the pure Yang Art created by himself before he became famous.

Later, it didn't sound good, so it was renamed Chunyang Gong.

But not many people know this name, except for his old friend who has been eliminated by himself, and his great apprentice Song Yuanqiao, it seems that no one knows. How could this young man know?

"That's right, when my grandfather was alive, he was taught the magic power of Tai Chi once by a man named Zhang Junbao. After that, my grandfather's medical skills increased by countless times. My grandfather found out through research that the magic power of Tai Chi is compatible with , and a skill that can enhance our family’s medical skills. But because of my enemies, my father and grandfather passed away before I learned that skill.” Jiang Yuan pretended to be sad, and wiped his hands with great difficulty. said the tears that came out.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned tightly. In the past, when he was called Zhang Junbao, it seemed, seemed, probably, probably,

Maybe, maybe, he should pass on his skills to a doctor surnamed Jiang, right?

Alas, people are old and their brains are not working well.

I am Zhang Junbao, but now that I have established a Taoist system, if I casually pass on my skills to outsiders, it will not be fun if something happens later.

But, what should I do, if I don't give it to him, my Wuji child will die, and my most satisfied apprentice will never be seen again.

Zhang Sanfeng has already entered the state of the intersection of heaven and man.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng in front of him, Jiang Yuan knew that his chances were slim, so, acting as if he was disappointed, he took Zhang Wuji to the back room.

Then, he took out the golden needles given by the system, and asked Zhang Wuji to take off his clothes and lie flat on the bed.

Jiang Yuan's hand began to fly up and down, and then the golden needles in the golden needle bag appeared on Zhang Wuji's body one by one.

Zhang Sanfeng was originally thinking, but his frown relaxed.

His mouth grows, because Jiang Yuan is not laying needles, but showing art.

Yes, art, the art of medicine.

Jiang Yuan's realm has reached the stage where he regards medical skills as art at this time.

When Zhang Wuji was shocked by Jiang Yuan's "art", Jiang Yuan stopped what he was doing.

Because the golden needle that was originally in the needle bag had already arrived on Zhang Wuji's body.

The tail of the gold needle was trembling constantly.

Emerald green cold air continued to emerge from Zhang Wuji's body.

After a quarter of an hour, the golden needle stopped trembling.

Jiang Yuan's hand flew up again.

The emerald green palm print under the skin turned into a circular mark.

Moreover, the palm prints that were originally dark green have obviously turned into light colors.

Jiang Yuan closed the needle and put the golden needle in the golden needle bag. Then he tied the bag and put it in his arms.

Wiping the sweat off his brow, Jiang Yuan stood in front of Zhang Wuji.

"I have tried my best. If there is no Tai Chi magic, I can only suppress this child's illness, but I can't completely eliminate it. I can ensure that this child is alive, but it is impossible to practice any mental method." Jiang Yuan Looking at Zhang Wuji's expectant dark face, he said.

"Are you sure that as long as you have Tai Chi magic, you can cure Wuji's child?" Zhang Wuji said.

"Yes, I'm sure, and as long as he can learn and practice Tai Chi, all the viruses in that child's body can be eliminated immediately. Maybe it's because of the cold poison this time, so this child is very concerned about the cold attribute. It fits better with my mentality." Jiang Yuan said, taking a look at Zhang Wuji.

In fact, now, Jiang Yuan can treat Zhang Wuji's condition without any pressure.

But if the treatment is completed, who will complete the task for Jiang Yuan?

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand, touched Jiang Yuan's body bones, and then showed a quiet and elegant expression, no wonder this child can have such good medical skills at such a young age?

The root bone is at least stronger than that of my Wuji child.

Unexpectedly, I could meet such a good seedling.

"Jiang Yuan, I can give you Tai Chi skills, but you must worship me as your teacher, inherit my Wudang skills, and find a successor for your medical skills and keep them in Wudang." Zhang Sanfeng also had ideas.

How can such a good medical skill be achieved without successors?

Moreover, to be able to keep Jiang Yuan in Wudang and cure Wuji's child, he has a successor with excellent aptitude and superb medical skills.

Such a beautiful job is not for everyone.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment, as if as long as he agreed, his task would be completed.

However, leaving my medical skills behind, I have been reincarnated for hundreds of lives, how could anyone be able to learn it?

Leaving a little fur is enough for them to learn.

Jiang Yuan raised his head, looked at Zhang Sanfeng who was half a head taller than himself, nodded, and said, "Okay, I agree."

At this time, Jiang Yuan's ears remembered the system's notification sound, which made Jiang Yuan have the urge to slap himself with a big mouth.